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it's bare
you stare
your windows
thoughts
your meaning
movement
moment
you
your stare
it's never now
it's there
the room
emotions bled
no mention of
what can't be said
the dead
what can't be said
your stare
it's bare
the black
the black
it never gives us back
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it's bare
you stare
your windows
thoughts
your meaning
movement
moment
you
your stare
it's never now
it's there
the room
emotions bled
no mention of
what can't be said
the dead
what can't be said
your stare
it's bare
the black
the black
it never gives us back
- - -
Published 26th Oct 2011
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1st Nov 2011 6:08pm
A dark poem about something so unspeakable that it canīt be mentioned in the poem. I like it.
2nd Dec 2011 5:52am
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2nd Dec 2011 7:10pm
2nd Dec 2011 8:06pm
Empty is the word that comes to mind but Full is what this poem brings---full of imagery, full emotion, full of 'the black'.
@'stare' makes you fixates on it drawing you into it and leaving one paralysed in place :)
@'stare' makes you fixates on it drawing you into it and leaving one paralysed in place :)
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20th Jan 2012 2:38pm
cool read....i love being full of emptiness, or; emptied of fullness
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21st Jan 2012 3:20am
I wonder how your mind works.
The thing i like is that the your write always leaves a part for the reader to play.Well written.
The thing i like is that the your write always leaves a part for the reader to play.Well written.
1st Mar 2012 3:03am
I recieved a strange, yet comfortable sense of pleasure from this. =)
